With Love In Your Heart

It has been said " that we each have one good story in us. " If life is a book I would have preferred to lollygag in the chapters that brought the most happiness and move on in the ones that were heavy at one point. But this is life as we teeter while trying to bring balance.
I can't help but think of freedom and the lack of it. Freedom, no matter what kind of freedom we confront , it indeed comes with a price. Freedom of expression and freedom of choice always seems to be complicated by extenuating circumstances. The facts which may be invisible to the eye creates barriers that occasionally are found to restrict the soul.
As I review my life and look at the moments where I danced upon the cloud, I find that I have to review the struggles that came before and after. I have always based decision making on the basis of right and wrong. Somehow there are many ways to review the same side of a coin. What seems right at the moment becomes a gray area. Right for whom or what?

Sings >

There is angel in my corner

and I will tell you how I know,

he held my hand tightly and

refused to let it go.

 

Touched my heart

and whispered words of love,

there is an angel in my corner

sent from up above.

 

There are days when I am weary

and I don't know which way to go,

when I feel like giving up because

the moment seems to blow.

 

There is an angel in my corner

and I will tell you how I know,

he held my hand tightly and

refused to let it go.

 

Touched my heart

and whispered words of love,

there is an angel in my corner

sent from up above.

 

I don't pretend to understand or

know who wrote the script that

was written in the sand but as

the ocean erases it from the shore,

I am reminded of my angel who

I deeply adore.

 

There is an angel in my corner

and I will tell you how I know,

he held my hand tightly and

refused to let it go.

 

Touched my heart

and whispered words of love,

there is an angel in my corner

sent from up above.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The darkness of the night having nothing on me,

for I have your love and I have the dreams.

 

Sunshine in my morning, with every smile you

give , that brings to me the love that through me lives.

 

~

 

Need more of your love,

your warm embrace.

 

Need more laughter

to remove the heartache.

 

Need to script to the blue

a life of loving you.

 

Need to let you know

that my love for you

continues to grow.

~

 

 

 

We sometimes write the ending

before we have read the beginning.

I don't like turning pages gray,
crumbling before me makes
for a weary day.

I don't like the darkness that
rules the night, that is why
I need your laughter to
bring me light.

~
Idle lay this body,
while the mind runs away
and still I have to confront
what comes both night and day.

Tears upon my pillow
as I share my thoughts with you,
wondering through the chapters
of both gray and blue.

We can't erase it nor
change a chapter or two,
but we still can write
tomorrow to see our
heart through.

~
With love in your heart,
you'll see it what it can do,
bridge an ocean and paint
a sky blue.

With love in your heart,
the world will look anew,
as you wander over the
mountains and see the
sun come through.

With love in your heart,
no sadness will there be,
for everything makes sense
a fulfillment of the perfect
dream.

With love in your heart,
you'll make it through the day,
touching others in a angelic
kind of way.

With love in your heart,
freedom will find away
to dance upon the heavens
night and day.

Tiny overlooked treasures

The magnitude of love is pure joy in the sharing of hearts.

Love is...

I don' t believe love can conform to the walls of reality and the visuals of fantasy without first reviewing the essential ingredients. The assumption of what is acceptable is unexplainable beyond the realms in a spiritual sense. Love can be attained by defining through a synopsis of life. In a quick summary love is time without limitation, place without structure and emotions without a predestined cap. Finely blended with an equal balance of trust and respect love is that which pulls at the heart to teach the soul to soar depths incomparable by any measure.

~

Love is neither a game nor a need, it is in consive terms that which needs no forgiveness nor feels no ache for it is our being that walks in the shadow of desire.

Emotions....

Out of the mouth of babes...I had a few years back encouraged my daughter to read various writers work including poets. As we informally discussed what she was reading and her interpretation, she said " their work is just words on paper and yours flows with emotion" She was nine years old at the time. I said do not ever say you like something because I wrote it. "She said I am only saying what is the truth."
Interpretation, I realized how widely interpreted the words could be, depending on a persons culture, societal positioning and of course experience or lack of it. Traveling through out the North East, I found that really very little divided us as emotional beings, other then our own personal response to the trials of life.
The experiences that feed on emotion are not about the consumption of life, but more like the processing of it. Each day we wake with the ability to reinvent the moment.We in turn become proactive in our positioning in life rather then a parasite that just leeches on, always taking without giving in return.
Denial an unconscious survival mechanism? It is possible that we deny our emotions, because we are taught that it weakens us. I was told by a friend years back, " it is perfectly alright to accept our inner emotions, but not to allow them control over us."
A sensitivity to joy and sadness, love and hate, gives a certain view of life that is overlooked by many. Life is simplicity and only complicated by man.
~

I fell in love with a lie, felt my heart live and die, soar above the stars, just to dance in your arms.

~~

Dravosburg

WoW! I Made it through the Saturday event. It was a plant your feet on the ground kind of community affair. A touch with the world of reality around us. The stories that people shared a view into their personal demons.
I was amused by this one teenager with his mother, he said to her" Do you know her? his mother replied no! He said, " then why are you telling her all that?" As they walked away he looked back at me and smiled and said" bye Rachel. "
Ah! the people you meet. I have to say in the various cultural settings there is a big difference between country poor and city poor. As one of the vendors joked with me and said "ask a man in the rural area, your woman or your gun? and the response take my old lady but leave my guns alone. "
Many differences in the people, the stories they tell, heartache, survival and ongoing saga's. But one similarity is that all the emotions that people feel no matter what class of people are the same... love, hate, happiness,sadness all exist at different levels at different times of ones life.
A woman beside me spoke of her many plastic surgeries and said she was going for one more a face lift. I said I don't think you need it beauty comes from with in, you have to look deep inside yourself to see it.
Then I smiled as a 80 yr old woman bought love lotion and rose petals for her bed and was anxiously waiting to share it with her male friend.
The difference in the two women was that the elder woman was living and loving life.... her beauty flowed outward from the deepest part of her soul, her spirit filled with love and joy! Other women shuttered at the thought and she smiled and the glow from within was released.Aging beautifully she was every last wrinkle was blessed wth the magic of life.